Starstruck

Hello gentle readers,

It has been an extraordinary amount of time since I last corresponded with you, my reading public. For that I apologize. Mommy has been atrociously seflish with her new pc. She is back at school now, and has been extremely busy. She's always sitting in front of the thing or reading her books and ignoring me in all my cuteness. How that's possible I cannot begin to explain. I personally find that I am infinetely loveable.

While school has brought changes of Mommy being around at home more often- a good thing- she is often busy. This is a bad thing. However, we have begun a ritual of sorts together that she calls our 'bonding' time. I don't understand why we have to have this special hour every week and can't simply take up permanent residence at the park instead, but hey- it's a human's world. I just adorn it with my elegant and beautiful existence.

Aside from the usual walks and tummy rubs- and occasional games of tug, we have begun watching 'Curb Your Enthusiasm.' Mommy is a huge fan of the show and despite her busy schedule she tries very hard not to miss it. If we can't catch it on tv, we watch it another time on DVD. I'd never understood the appeal- I like cartoons, myself- until this season. Now that the show has a canine star, I'm hooked. I run to the television constantly. I spend the whole show between the sofa and television jumping and trying to get a better view of this celebrity boxer.

Now, Mommy used to tease me about getting a job and all since she put me through school- ironic now that she herself is a student again. But I, being a corgi, am not cut out for hard labour. My body is small and I've a very creative turn of mind. I cannot pull anything, nor do I fetch except on my own terms. However, exercising my creativity through screen acting seems something I could do. And do well.

To be adored by Mommy is one thing, but to be fawned over by millions of fans, to bring to life a mere story on a page- this is the true calling of the actor, and a deep yearning in my heart.

Perhaps I will begin in local theater and then be discovered at a nostalgic soda shoppe. I will bypass commercial work and go straight to off broadway productions. Then I will ascend to screen stardom. After that I have not yet decided if I will become a respected patriarch of the screen actor's world, or descend into a tragic end involving some element of poverty/troubling eccentricities, or both.

Anyway, this is now my calling and vocation. Watch for me. Someday the name Magnus will be on everyone's lips- or if I'm lucky, even on children's lunchboxes.

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